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Giddy thought

What is the relation of this picture with the giddy thought?- I don’t know. I just felt like posting this picture!

A giddy thought strikes my mind

I know now what to think of

What to think about for another day

And torture myself by thinking about

it again and again till the mind bursts

with pain, for pain is better than confusion

prevailing thoroughly, in an amazing way

within the nerves and the brain.

What lies I tell myself daily…

Wondering what lies I tell myself daily

The lies I say to myself so consistently

The lies that I have adopted as truth

Lies that are going to remain lies

Even though I lie about my lies

I say the truth I think which are the lies

The lies I say are the truth I say to myself

Wondering what lies I tell myself daily

I think I lie every moment to myself

I say the truth which must not be a lie

But I think it is a lie anyhow

Which is a truthful lie I say to myself.


I really don’t know…

I really don’t know what I’m doing,

With this life everyday,

Trapped in the cocoon of confusion,

I am the struggling butterfly, 

Trying to get out and fly around, be free,

I really don’t know what is happening,

To this life of mine,

I am trapped aspiring to fly,

But still struggling to find a place for myself,

I am wasting this life every day,

Trapped, I don’t know what I’m doing,

With my life everyday.


For Tia

No words or poem can console the loss of a loved one so fresh but I share this which I wrote for my mother who died of cancer and my wife’s aunt who committed suicide within a few months of each other. It took another year before I could write this. Let time be your teacher and friend and strength.

What will you see
     When your sight is lost

What will you feel
     Without feelings

How will I sound
    To your deafened ears

How will I hear
    What you're saying

Will you taste:
        My bitterness
        My anger
        My confusion
        My sadness

Will you understand;
     I cannot, right now
Will you smile at me;
     I cannot, right now

Would you watch me now;
     I could use that now

Could you teach me now;
     Would you show me how

When I think of you
     Will you touch me, friend
When I close my eyes
     Will you hug me then

In the dark of night
     Will you stop the cold
At the break of dawn
     Will you wake my soul

During quiet times
     Will you come and stay
When the dusk first falls
     You could light my way

You can count your days
     As I count my years
You can hold me tight
     As I count my tears

As the months go by
        And time presses on
You will see:
        My struggles
        My resolutions
        My perseverance
        My reckonings

When my step first slows
    You will be my cane
When I ache to move
    You will ease my pain
When my light falls dim
    You will lead me on
When my thoughts all fade
    You will bring me home

What will I see
    When my sight is lost
What will I feel
    Without feelings
How will you sound
    To my deafened ears
How will you hear
    What I'm saying

As you lift me up
       And I raise my head
We will feel:
       Our souls
       Our joy
       Our peace
       Our love


A big thank you to Timzauto!!

Tim helped me out by posting an update to The Shed Challenge.  I’ve been busy with school and some things around here and he put it up so that all the entries are listed on that actual page in the link above now.  An important correction to note…the link for the entry by NutsforTreasure (Eunice) went to Maggie’s entry by mistake.  It has now been corrected, so be sure to check out Eunice’s entry too!

And I have already gushed excessively in thanks to Tim for helping me out with this, but I will do so once again.  I am SO appreciative for your help, Tim!!  I am used to doing the challenges on my own blog, where people can vote with the thumbs up feature above the entries in the comments.  This Shed Challenge was a spur of the moment one on here that I did.  If I ever do one again on here, I will try to do it better.  But I probably won’t. :)  I’ll probably just post any challenges I do on my own page and then reblog them on 20 Lines A Day, the way I do with the Name That Abstract and related Poetry Challenges that I do.

That said, thank you to all who played along with this one!  Aside from some of the confusion that occurred, I had fun with the actual challenge, and hope you did too. :)

And again, if you have not visited the link to Tim’s post updating all of this, please do so, and put in your votes for your favorite.  You have until Saturday, July 14, at noon to do so (U.S. Central time).


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Evil Septets

Evil Personal Dilemma

The personal dilemma again struck

With its roots finding way within the soul

It really does suck

When it creeps within, 

Loosening tears of confusion.

It laughs at the agony, its evil-

Really evil.

Evil Mind

My mind is again playing games;

With its prey, that is me.

I don’t know how to react-

I don’t know how to tackle-

The evil schemes against me;

By the mind

Which belongs to me.


Evil Gloom

Right from the back door,

Enters the new gloom.

With its shadow out of form-

It moves ahead

Bringing to some one’s life-

A  new evil doom;

The verdict of which is in itself a gloom.


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